Let your muscles burn after the chase,
May you fly through the air
as you help catch dinner.

Feel the burn of your legs
as they carry to the hunt.
You feel the rush of the wind
as you run with your love.

The world is black and white
there is good and evil.
The two legger's a pear with
their load sticks

They come on flying birds
and kill off your pack
calling you monsters.

The world is black and white
but now red comes,
now you see the blood of your
mate and family.
The red flames that destroys your home.

The world was black and white
in tell the two leggers came
and made the world black,white and red